Firefly Glen The Fireflies Are Out Tonight

Vaati sighs, picking himself up from the forest floor and stretching out his limbs. Her cluelessness is comical, both eye-roll worthy and entirely not his problem. But as she sits there and blubbers at her own denial, he realizes quickly that with the right influence, she had the potential to become quite lethal, in her own way. He looks at her for a few seconds before making up his mind, talking a few steps in the direction of Blackfeather Woods before offering the only thing he could. "Find me at the dark woods when you realize you want your circumstances to change." He hollers over his shoulder, unable to tell if she would ever muster up the courage to do so. If she did or she didn't; he could always find another weak, insecure girl to take under his wing and completely reshape. Apparently, they were everywhere. Perhaps that was what drew him to the dark haired girl in the first place, whom he could not get off his mind. But exactly which dark-haired girl he referred to is left a mystery with an answer left only to his own mental space of denial.